The Progress of Each Adam

After joking around with Gabriel for a while, Adam returned to his room and began studying his Grimoire.

"Was it already nearing its limit...?"

Adam frowned slightly as he stroked the Grimoire before him, which had grown as thick as a palm.

After recording all the Grimoires of the pirates on the island, Adam discovered that his Recording Magic still had certain shortcomings... or rather, his Grimoire had a minor flaw.

Under normal circumstances, given Adam's abilities, there should naturally have been no limit to the magic he could record. Even if there was one, it should not have been reached after recording a mere few dozen spells. Back in the Type-Moon World, he had analyzed so many Noble Phantasms and even concepts without reaching any limit.

But the problem was that his Grimoire could not bear that much magic—did he remember that a mage's soul was needed to support the formation of a Grimoire?

As a mere avatar who could die without affecting Adam's main body in the slightest, how could this world's Adam possibly possess a soul capable of supporting a Grimoire?

The support within the Grimoire now was nothing more than a fake foundation Adam had fabricated with magic.

Although he had managed to bluff his way through when obtaining the Grimoire, a fake was still a fake. The magic power Adam could currently use was far too limited, and the magic serving as the foundation of this Grimoire was already nearing its limit.

The solution was simple: Adam could either delete some of the recorded magic, absorb other people's Grimoires to record more magic power and strengthen the foundation, or wait for Gabriel to increase her magic power.

The first method ran counter to Adam's fundamental purpose in coming to this world. It was not impossible